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You understand, imitators gotta up To all the males and gangin' up All on my phone talkin' shit, hangin' up I gotta show you how a nigga bang it up, slangin'
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I slay rappers with precision, I got vision like You panicin', I'm leavin' you stiffer than a My high lyrics constantly brain a fire arm, still managin' Hurt niggas, bandagin' who give my lyrics that play like a
I my mic like my dick, but you handlin' I kill flows on tracks who I eat you like pussy, then a sample Then spit in the places you standin' in
I a fool to the hill Light a candle you in the dark stuck part in the scandalin' Now I see whole brain's scramblin' Don't like what you hear, change the channel nigga
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I spark cells of a rhythm, you best listen, get it over Stolen shit, rollin' it, Cypress ownin' it, niggas clonin' it I got a dog got a bone to pick, you it Suck it hard swallow easy, put a in it Your body's on the floor, got a hole in it
The weed master, killer, mic controllin' it You still fuckin' but your wack, throwin' it Stepped in shit, now chillin' all alone in it full of hair, still ain't combin' it
Five child in the world who's it know if I'm high or I'm throwin' shit I got you in the twilight zone on shit I'm the owner of the fat joint you rollin' with,
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